Biografía:
New album TOON TOWN LULLABY released July 2020.
November 2015 saw the release of ALL THE HITS LIVE, an album recorded earlier that year at Perth's Astor Theatre. James released a brand new album THIRTEEN in March 2012, containing the singles English Girls, Capsize and Whatcha Gonna Do About It?
James Reyne came to recognition to the Australian public as lead singer of classic Australian band Australian Crawl in the 1970's. They had a number of hits including "Reckless"
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¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
James Reyne has hardly any tabs posted anywhere so i thought this was a good one to
enjoy!
James Reyne- The Rainbow's Dead End
Standard Tuning
Intro D A E E
D A E E
Star-crossed junkie misfits on the run
D A E E
Some expensive wardrobe, a car, a gun for fun
D A E E
They took her valise, a portmanteau, such a civilised way to go
G C G D
This must be the rainbow's dead-end
Peel back that velvet rope and come inside
There's Jungle Jim at Mr. Chow's, with his mail-order bride
The higher that monkey climbs that tree, the more of his fat ass you'll see
This must be the rainbow's dead-end
This must be the rainbow's dead-end
F#m G A D
If we get separated,
F#m G A
I'll meet you there
F#m G A D
In our little hideaway,
F#m G A
Our pied-a-terre
Last year's model stranded in the bar
With some NRA convention, itchy fingers, whiskey in the jar
Through this gin palace, Alice wander, absinthe makes this tart grow fonder
This must be the rainbow's dead-end
Hotel, motel drifters one and all
Lie like dead men down in rows, against the Bondi Beach sea wall
The mirror smeared with wasted chance and nicotine stained romance
This must be the rainbow's dead-end
This must be the rainbow's dead-end
This must be the rainbow's dead-end
enjoy!
James Reyne- The Rainbow's Dead End
Standard Tuning
Intro D A E E
D A E E
Star-crossed junkie misfits on the run
D A E E
Some expensive wardrobe, a car, a gun for fun
D A E E
They took her valise, a portmanteau, such a civilised way to go
G C G D
This must be the rainbow's dead-end
Peel back that velvet rope and come inside
There's Jungle Jim at Mr. Chow's, with his mail-order bride
The higher that monkey climbs that tree, the more of his fat ass you'll see
This must be the rainbow's dead-end
This must be the rainbow's dead-end
F#m G A D
If we get separated,
F#m G A
I'll meet you there
F#m G A D
In our little hideaway,
F#m G A
Our pied-a-terre
Last year's model stranded in the bar
With some NRA convention, itchy fingers, whiskey in the jar
Through this gin palace, Alice wander, absinthe makes this tart grow fonder
This must be the rainbow's dead-end
Hotel, motel drifters one and all
Lie like dead men down in rows, against the Bondi Beach sea wall
The mirror smeared with wasted chance and nicotine stained romance
This must be the rainbow's dead-end
This must be the rainbow's dead-end
This must be the rainbow's dead-end
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